Empress marry

Chapter 137 This King Is Your Husband

Wind map of pines in myriad valleys.

Although Lu Qingqing didn't know this painting, judging from the scenery in the painting, in the Prime Minister's Mansion in the morning, this is what the emperor was talking about, right?

She narrowed her eyes and looked away lightly.

Shangguan Jinglan looked at her every move carefully, "Thank you?" The arc of his lips seemed to be deeper and more indifferent, "What this king is doing is what should be done, Xiaoliu has already promised you, Lu Ming Regarding Yan's matter, if I don't help you, can I help her?"

Lu Qingqing laughed, "My mother said, you can't accept help from others for no reason. Even if others just do it unintentionally, as long as you receive kindness from others, you should always be grateful."

"Madam Lu is indeed an extraordinary woman."

After Shangguan Jinglan finished speaking, he suddenly stared at her with a smile, "But is this king someone else?"

She was startled, "Huh?"

The man suddenly walked in front of her, grabbed her with his long arms, and hugged her into his arms.

The slender figure bent slightly and approached her ear, with a low voice with some ambiguous emotions, "Lu Qingqing, you have to remember that this king is your husband."

Lu Qingqing trembled slightly, her ears suddenly burned.

The warm breath scorched her sensitive skin, and even felt a few unusual shudders in her heart.

She couldn't even tell whether it was because of his ambiguous words or because he was too close to her that this result was the result.

Shangguan Jinglan pinched her reddened ears, narrowed her long and narrow phoenix eyes, probably feeling amused, and finally a little softness appeared in her eyes, "So you don't have to thank me, you know?"

"……kindness."

She nodded, but her brain stopped functioning because of his behavior.

……

The next morning, Lu Qingqing got up early.

Shangguan Jinglan went to court outside, she wandered around the mansion for a while, and after making sure that Han Lu was not there, she went to the study.

When approaching the study, Lu Qingqing deliberately stopped to observe for a long time, but there was no one around, and the air was so quiet that it seemed to be stagnant.

She walked into the study room, and the picture of pines and winds in the myriad valleys that hung next to the bookcase yesterday had disappeared.

Where did it go?

Lu Qingqing rummaged for a long time, and finally found the painting in a painting bucket. She was relieved and put the painting on the table to open it.

Then I took another brand new piece of rice paper from the man's desk, dipped it in ink, and started copying it according to the original painting.

Because she was not sure whether Shangguan Qi Han had seen this painting, she drew it very carefully, and dared not make any mistakes in the smallest details, for fear that the two old foxes in the palace would find out that she was fake.

But there are three places where she made slight changes.

If they were exactly the same, maybe it would ruin Shangguan Jinglan's affairs...

At this moment, Lu Qingqing is extremely thankful that she has learned traditional Chinese painting before, otherwise, even if she copied it, she would probably look different.

Just when she was about to finish, two footsteps and a small voice suddenly came from outside the door...

Lu Qingqing's breath stopped, and the ink from the pen tip seeped into the rice paper and landed on the desk.

She frantically put away all the things, and returned the original painting to its original place, while the one she drew was rolled up and put into her sleeve.

While praying that he would not be discovered, he listened carefully to the movement outside, but gradually, the footsteps seemed to gradually move away and did not enter the study.

Lu Qingqing hid for a while before slipping out of the study.

Just when she thought she had successfully "escaped", when she walked to the gate of the courtyard, she saw a slender figure standing there...

(End of this chapter)